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Two days ago, Noble Arms is indisputably four years old, spread out across three threads, and the third thread is still ongoing and about to reach the endgame...
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My Roleplay, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, will reach its 4th year in June or July. It's been a long journey.
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@NarcissisticPotato, when you come back, can I add an Alien version of the Reformist Council? Basically Alien Good Guys who want to tell [REDACTED] to fuck themselves.
Who wants a timeskip after Camille and Vince have fetched Sebastian?
A character to replace Cedric Wessex after [Spoiler: His Coming Death].
I'm Not giving myself approval; I just don't want this character to be lost.
Name: George Maxwell
Alias(s): None
Age: 55
Affiliations: Heroes
Factions: US Government with sympathies to the Reformists
Description: An old, but well-built man with greying red hair and striking green eyes, who, though wrinkled, still displays the traces of a well-exercised youth. His preferred attire is a grey suit with a maroon tie, kept immaculately clean, as well as shoes of the most precious leather. On his nose rests a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which give him the air of an intellectual and wise man.
Powers: None; he's not a Meta.
Skills: Politics, Foriegn Relations, History, Economics, some knowledge of Wartime Strategy and Tactics.
Equipment: His suits, a gun equipped with Anti-Metahuman shells, a smartphone, a laptop, and a Government Car.
Ranking: None.
(Optional) Brief History: George was born in 1965, to a working-class family in Oregon, but through hard work, a steely intelligence (although he is not a genius), and some well-timed scholarships, managed to graduate from Harvard itself with a degree in Foriegn Relations, landing a job in the Embassy to Great Britain in the 2001, right before 9/11. After these attacks happened, George wholeheartedly supported the War in Afghanistan, but opposed the War in Iraq due to him sensing that the American and British Governments were lying about WMDs, and, in fact, saw many of the oncoming blunders, including the reliance on Iraqi Exiles, the blind trust in American superiority and brute force, and failure to check corruption and sectarianism.
His accurate predictions of the consequences of the conflict won him as many enemies as allies, but they managed to propel his career upwards, landing various ambassadorial jobs in the Bush, Obama, [Unknown Past President] administrations, finally landing a job as Secretary of State in the [Unknown Present President] presidency. A known supporter of Metahuman Rights, George is a supporter of the Reformist Council and friend of Constantine and Cedric, but maintains an independent stance from them, viewing them as too hot-headed and, in the case of Constantine, relapsed into unethical actions after Elena's descent into insanity. Is aware of the source of Metahuman Powers, Aliens, but doesn't think they came to invade.
I'm Not giving myself approval; I just don't want this character to be lost.
Name: George Maxwell
Alias(s): None
Age: 55
Affiliations: Heroes
Factions: US Government with sympathies to the Reformists
Description: An old, but well-built man with greying red hair and striking green eyes, who, though wrinkled, still displays the traces of a well-exercised youth. His preferred attire is a grey suit with a maroon tie, kept immaculately clean, as well as shoes of the most precious leather. On his nose rests a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which give him the air of an intellectual and wise man.
Powers: None; he's not a Meta.
Skills: Politics, Foriegn Relations, History, Economics, some knowledge of Wartime Strategy and Tactics.
Equipment: His suits, a gun equipped with Anti-Metahuman shells, a smartphone, a laptop, and a Government Car.
Ranking: None.
(Optional) Brief History: George was born in 1965, to a working-class family in Oregon, but through hard work, a steely intelligence (although he is not a genius), and some well-timed scholarships, managed to graduate from Harvard itself with a degree in Foriegn Relations, landing a job in the Embassy to Great Britain in the 2001, right before 9/11. After these attacks happened, George wholeheartedly supported the War in Afghanistan, but opposed the War in Iraq due to him sensing that the American and British Governments were lying about WMDs, and, in fact, saw many of the oncoming blunders, including the reliance on Iraqi Exiles, the blind trust in American superiority and brute force, and failure to check corruption and sectarianism.
His accurate predictions of the consequences of the conflict won him as many enemies as allies, but they managed to propel his career upwards, landing various ambassadorial jobs in the Bush, Obama, [Unknown Past President] administrations, finally landing a job as Secretary of State in the [Unknown Present President] presidency. A known supporter of Metahuman Rights, George is a supporter of the Reformist Council and friend of Constantine and Cedric, but maintains an independent stance from them, viewing them as too hot-headed and, in the case of Constantine, relapsed into unethical actions after Elena's descent into insanity. Is aware of the source of Metahuman Powers, Aliens, but doesn't think they came to invade.
A character to replace Cedric Wessex after [Spoiler: His Coming Death].
Name: George Maxwell
Alias(s): None
Age: 55
Affiliations: Heroes
Factions: US Government with sympathies to the Reformists
Description: An old, but well-built man with greying red hair and striking green eyes, who, though wrinkled, still displays the traces of a well-exercised youth. His preferred attire is a grey suit with a maroon tie, kept immaculately clean, as well as shoes of the most precious leather. On his nose rests a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which give him the air of an intellectual and wise man.
Powers: None; he's not a Meta.
Skills: Politics, Foriegn Relations, History, Economics, some knowledge of Wartime Strategy and Tactics.
Equipment: His suits, a gun equipped with Anti-Metahuman shells, a smartphone, a laptop, and a Government Car.
Ranking: None.
(Optional) Brief History: George was born in 1965, to a working-class family in Oregon, but through hard work, a steely intelligence (although he is not a genius), and some well-timed scholarships, managed to graduate from Harvard itself with a degree in Foriegn Relations, landing a job in the Embassy to Great Britain in the 2001, right before 9/11. After these attacks happened, George wholeheartedly supported the War in Afghanistan, but opposed the War in Iraq due to him sensing that the American and British Governments were lying about WMDs, and, in fact, saw many of the oncoming blunders, including the reliance on Iraqi Exiles, the blind trust in American superiority and brute force, and failure to check corruption and sectarianism.
His accurate predictions of the consequences of the conflict won him as many enemies as allies, but they managed to propel his career upwards, landing various ambassadorial jobs in the Bush, Obama, [Unknown Past President] administrations, finally landing a job as Secretary of State in the [Unknown Present President] admin. A known supporter of Metahuman Rights, George is a supporter of the Reformist Council and friend of Constantine and Cedric, but maintains an independent stance from them, viewing them as too hot-headed and, in the case of Constantine, relapsed into unethical actions after Elena's descent into insanity. Is aware of the source of Metahuman Powers, Aliens, but doesn't think they came to invade.
Name: George Maxwell
Alias(s): None
Age: 55
Affiliations: Heroes
Factions: US Government with sympathies to the Reformists
Description: An old, but well-built man with greying red hair and striking green eyes, who, though wrinkled, still displays the traces of a well-exercised youth. His preferred attire is a grey suit with a maroon tie, kept immaculately clean, as well as shoes of the most precious leather. On his nose rests a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which give him the air of an intellectual and wise man.
Powers: None; he's not a Meta.
Skills: Politics, Foriegn Relations, History, Economics, some knowledge of Wartime Strategy and Tactics.
Equipment: His suits, a gun equipped with Anti-Metahuman shells, a smartphone, a laptop, and a Government Car.
Ranking: None.
(Optional) Brief History: George was born in 1965, to a working-class family in Oregon, but through hard work, a steely intelligence (although he is not a genius), and some well-timed scholarships, managed to graduate from Harvard itself with a degree in Foriegn Relations, landing a job in the Embassy to Great Britain in the 2001, right before 9/11. After these attacks happened, George wholeheartedly supported the War in Afghanistan, but opposed the War in Iraq due to him sensing that the American and British Governments were lying about WMDs, and, in fact, saw many of the oncoming blunders, including the reliance on Iraqi Exiles, the blind trust in American superiority and brute force, and failure to check corruption and sectarianism.
His accurate predictions of the consequences of the conflict won him as many enemies as allies, but they managed to propel his career upwards, landing various ambassadorial jobs in the Bush, Obama, [Unknown Past President] administrations, finally landing a job as Secretary of State in the [Unknown Present President] admin. A known supporter of Metahuman Rights, George is a supporter of the Reformist Council and friend of Constantine and Cedric, but maintains an independent stance from them, viewing them as too hot-headed and, in the case of Constantine, relapsed into unethical actions after Elena's descent into insanity. Is aware of the source of Metahuman Powers, Aliens, but doesn't think they came to invade.
I'm not sure what to post so yeah.
Go back to Cedric with Constantine's message?
((Collab Post between Letter Bee and Savato))
Puffing her cheeks, Camille was slightly ticked off by Isaac's denial of her most recent request, despite her greatest endeavors to seduce his pity. He had then bailed, as usual, away from Camille's need for attention, which just irritated her even more.
"Did he just... Pull a Professor Oak on me?!"
She wasn't happy, that's for sure, so she turned her head to Isabella, unsure as to what she should do.
Isabella smiled indulgently, and said:
"Camille, if you want, I can send Vince to find Sebastian with you; he can be...persuasive. Plus, there are few counters to Vince's power; even I have to constantly use biomancy to try and resist his influence. Actually, Camille, perhaps you would be a good influence on Vince, and he on you." He needs to be taught that contempt for normal humans cannot be based on visceral hatred and genuine greivances; rather, it should be casual and based on the fact that you feel pleasure while doing it.
"One more thing," she said, "have you noticed Patel behind us?"
"Vince? O-oh..." Camille had just remembered who he was, some pretty boy she couldn't help but react all teeny about. A drop of drool slid down from her lip to her chin as she daydreamed for a second.
"Whaaaa erm yes yes! I'll team up with him! Bien sûr!" she replied just before Isabella had mentioned something Camille hadn't heard in a while, something awful. She turned just a bit to take a slight glimpse as to what Isabella was mentioning, hpoing that it wasn't that thing. She swallowed her confidence as she saw a hooded figure with a wite cloth hiding the entirety of its body, kept together only by three golde buttons. Its steps were so light and quiet that no one apart from Isabella had heard it. Camille was frightened, her eyes widened just a bit in reaction to Patel's random appearance.
The monster was indeed walking at a rather snail pace, but it eventually caught up to Isabella, never saying a single word. No one could see what was hidden under the hood, only darkness as thick as the killing intent that oozed out of its intimidating silhouette.
"Patel here is the creation I'm most proud of, besides Eden," spoke Isabella. "However, he is also mentally disabled, and this quality was not good for the battle a few hours ago. In such close quarters, he could have done us in as collateral damage, but enough about that. After this, the kid gloves are coming off, and I'm using him against the Reformists and...others."
"Won't Sebastian be flustered to meet him; not even he would know of this secret weapon," the woman ended her small speech.
Camille's forehead was warm and slowly covered in sweat as she couldn't keep her stare off of Patel's slim figure. That thing was scary, at least to her since she was aware of its potential, that and whatever was behind that cloth would most likely not give her any good dreams. She nodded.
"... Is Patty coming with Vince and moi or...?" she asked, worried that she'd have to bring along that creature. It didn't reply whatsoever to what any of them could say, it kept silent and awaited Lancaster's orders like the good creation it was.
"No, but you will take Sebastian to meet him," spoke Isabella to Camille. "And, if Sebby continues to be especially disobedient, have Patel 'demonstrate' its capabilities on him."
"Alright. Mama, I'm going out the front exit, can Vince meet me there?" she had said just after taking a small breath to recompose herself. In a way, the idea of having Sebastian confront something a lot more awful than he was pleased Camille in a way. She awaited confirmation.
"Done," said Isabella, who continued on her way.
Camille nodded and went the opposite way, back to the chaos while the rest followed the tunnel. Luckily she knew where the next lair would be. Solf Patel followed its master obediantly, step by step at its own slow pace without a word from its part. That silent, however, would end exactly fifteen meters away from the tunnel's entrance. There, an eerie sound would echo through the tunnel, the origin being Patel but anyone nearby would hear it as though it were whispers uttered right next to their ear. The sounds made absolutely no sense, complete gibberish, but the ominous tone it held would make any primitive instinct react in absolute fear. In reaction to the sounds, the walls of the tunnel started to distort and compress against eachother to close off the entrance. This would be done every fifteen meters, the walls would close down and contorted in various ways to keep the sealing durable.
Isabella, meanwhile, sent a text to Vince:
"Meet Camille in the outskirts of LA. I have a job for you; it concerns an old enemy."
TL;DR - Isabella sends Camille and Vince to pursue Sebastian, while at the same time introducing Patel to the former.
Puffing her cheeks, Camille was slightly ticked off by Isaac's denial of her most recent request, despite her greatest endeavors to seduce his pity. He had then bailed, as usual, away from Camille's need for attention, which just irritated her even more.
"Did he just... Pull a Professor Oak on me?!"
She wasn't happy, that's for sure, so she turned her head to Isabella, unsure as to what she should do.
Isabella smiled indulgently, and said:
"Camille, if you want, I can send Vince to find Sebastian with you; he can be...persuasive. Plus, there are few counters to Vince's power; even I have to constantly use biomancy to try and resist his influence. Actually, Camille, perhaps you would be a good influence on Vince, and he on you." He needs to be taught that contempt for normal humans cannot be based on visceral hatred and genuine greivances; rather, it should be casual and based on the fact that you feel pleasure while doing it.
"One more thing," she said, "have you noticed Patel behind us?"
"Vince? O-oh..." Camille had just remembered who he was, some pretty boy she couldn't help but react all teeny about. A drop of drool slid down from her lip to her chin as she daydreamed for a second.
"Whaaaa erm yes yes! I'll team up with him! Bien sûr!" she replied just before Isabella had mentioned something Camille hadn't heard in a while, something awful. She turned just a bit to take a slight glimpse as to what Isabella was mentioning, hpoing that it wasn't that thing. She swallowed her confidence as she saw a hooded figure with a wite cloth hiding the entirety of its body, kept together only by three golde buttons. Its steps were so light and quiet that no one apart from Isabella had heard it. Camille was frightened, her eyes widened just a bit in reaction to Patel's random appearance.
The monster was indeed walking at a rather snail pace, but it eventually caught up to Isabella, never saying a single word. No one could see what was hidden under the hood, only darkness as thick as the killing intent that oozed out of its intimidating silhouette.
"Patel here is the creation I'm most proud of, besides Eden," spoke Isabella. "However, he is also mentally disabled, and this quality was not good for the battle a few hours ago. In such close quarters, he could have done us in as collateral damage, but enough about that. After this, the kid gloves are coming off, and I'm using him against the Reformists and...others."
"Won't Sebastian be flustered to meet him; not even he would know of this secret weapon," the woman ended her small speech.
Camille's forehead was warm and slowly covered in sweat as she couldn't keep her stare off of Patel's slim figure. That thing was scary, at least to her since she was aware of its potential, that and whatever was behind that cloth would most likely not give her any good dreams. She nodded.
"... Is Patty coming with Vince and moi or...?" she asked, worried that she'd have to bring along that creature. It didn't reply whatsoever to what any of them could say, it kept silent and awaited Lancaster's orders like the good creation it was.
"No, but you will take Sebastian to meet him," spoke Isabella to Camille. "And, if Sebby continues to be especially disobedient, have Patel 'demonstrate' its capabilities on him."
"Alright. Mama, I'm going out the front exit, can Vince meet me there?" she had said just after taking a small breath to recompose herself. In a way, the idea of having Sebastian confront something a lot more awful than he was pleased Camille in a way. She awaited confirmation.
"Done," said Isabella, who continued on her way.
Camille nodded and went the opposite way, back to the chaos while the rest followed the tunnel. Luckily she knew where the next lair would be. Solf Patel followed its master obediantly, step by step at its own slow pace without a word from its part. That silent, however, would end exactly fifteen meters away from the tunnel's entrance. There, an eerie sound would echo through the tunnel, the origin being Patel but anyone nearby would hear it as though it were whispers uttered right next to their ear. The sounds made absolutely no sense, complete gibberish, but the ominous tone it held would make any primitive instinct react in absolute fear. In reaction to the sounds, the walls of the tunnel started to distort and compress against eachother to close off the entrance. This would be done every fifteen meters, the walls would close down and contorted in various ways to keep the sealing durable.
Isabella, meanwhile, sent a text to Vince:
"Meet Camille in the outskirts of LA. I have a job for you; it concerns an old enemy."
TL;DR - Isabella sends Camille and Vince to pursue Sebastian, while at the same time introducing Patel to the former.
A thought just occurred to me after I posted that IC. Would Nate know about the plan to rescue Cindy and Eden? Was that ever mentioned to him? I mean it's not beyond the realms of possibility that he found out somehow. He does do a lot of snooping.
I'm willing to edit my post though if he shouldn't know about that.
Yeah, he knows about that, but not about Cedric trusting Ruby; I think only Eli knows about that, if Cedric ever told him.
I'll go review my post.
<Snipped quote by Letter Bee>
....I maaaay have forgotten about that. Where is Jackson anyway?
He's in his Kuro form, talking with Ann, who had switched with Adriane.
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